I heard the door opened. I turned to see it was Riven. Layla looked over to me. She then whispered,
"What is he doing here?"
"He is here to fix a few things. Also remember he is a co-owner to this place." I said.
"Hey Layla. Musa. What do you got for me?" He asked.
"Sorry but it's a list." I said handing it to him.
He looked at the list. Then asked,
"How did Lizzy do that?"
"Don't know. She said she didn't do it." I told him.
"Okay. I am going to get to work." He said walking away.
"You did really good around him." Layla said.
I then just let out a huge sign. I don't know what I am going to do. I looked over and said,
"Sure. I am doing awesome."
"You are so bad. What are you going to do? You need to tell him." Layla said.
"I don't know." I said.
*Riven's POV*
I went to work on the pairs to the compound. I was the co-owner and I was the one who turned his place for it is now. It was surprise for the Winx and they loved it. I now do all the repairs for this place and help Musa with bands.
When I got done I went to talk to Musa. I found her in her office. She was working on something.
"Hey. I am going to take a break. But I got most of everything done." I told her.
She looked up and said,
"Okay. Thanks Riven for everything."
"No problem." I said. I then headed out to the White Horse.
When I got there I got myself something to drink. Then the one person I didn't want to see is coming up to me. The person was Darcy.
"What do you want Darcy?" I asked her.
"I want to talk. Won't you want to talk to your Cinderella?" She asked me.
"You are not my Cinderella." I told her.
"I dropped something when I ran. I got scared that you won't like that it was me." She said.
"What did you drop?" I asked her.
"I dropped a necklace." She said.
"What was on the necklace?" I asked her.
She looked at me scared. I know I got her there. She then said,
"It was..."
*Musa's POV*
I was sitting in my office lost in thought. I can't believe her. She would do something like this.
YOU ARE READING
A Different Cinderella Story
FanfictionTwo different people meet in one spot but thought they never meet each other. They meet online. They thought they never seen each other faces or hear each other voices. They only text, chat, or email. Two different groups. What if that all changes...
